Oh no, here we go again
Fighting over what I said
I’m sorry, yeah I’m sorry
Bad at love, no, I’m not good at this
But I can’t say I’m innocent
Not hardly, but I’m sorry
And all my friends, they know and it’s true
I don’t know who I am without you
I got it bad, baby
Got it bad
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
And I hope I never see the day
That you move on and be happy without me
Without me
What’s my hand without your heart to hold?
I don’t know what I’m living for
If I’m living without you
All my friends, they know and it’s true
I don’t know who I am without you
I’ve got it bad, baby
I got it bad
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
My heart’s like
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Everything I need
Is standing in front of me
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah
Through the ups and downs
Baby, I’ma stick around
I promise we will be alright, alright
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Everything I need
Is standing right in front of me
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah

[Verse: 1]
In the AMG looking like I cook dope
Since I’m a fucking pimp Imma’ need a good hoe
Catch your ass lacking give your ass some good smoke
The bitch up in this foreign will give your ass some good throat
The bitch up in the trap will give your ass a good pack
The shooter riding with me get your ass in a bag
Beef ain’t really nothing, nah really it’s a snack
Before I made it here I was running through the packs
Running through the racks up in Sax it’s a fact
To ride presidential I done blacked out the ‘lac
Put the rover up and I done backed out the back
Told ’em send the fiends to he back house for crack
I hop up out the whip look like I sell controlled substances
When she see the ice I bet I leave the bitch like ”oh shit!”
Looking like the plug ’cause I’m really on my boss shit
Trapper on my lap just in case I have to bust shit
[Hook (x4)]
Cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope
It look like I cook dope
[Verse: 2]
Got a hundred bags served all dimes
Got a thousand more of those call the line
Snowman I want seventeen fives
What a dealership telling me lies
Told me that my channel was up in the front
But it’s in the back bitches think it’s summer
Slide the van doors beat a nigga drum
I promise you won’t even see a nigga coming
‘Cause I move like Obama, ‘prolly fucked your mama
Saw a bad bitch walking, she want me to run up
She saw the falcon stripes down the middle of the foreign
Saw the fire out the pipes then i knew that bitch was going
Don’t make me hit your college fuck your bitch up in your dorm
I don’t even know her too many bitches in my phone
Let me cut this Marvin on that mean we can get it on
You know bitches love dope that’s why they can’t leave me ‘lone
[Hook (x4)]
Cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope
It look like I cook dope

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
All fly shit I used to go to school like this
Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces
Orange tiger on my shirt I’m in some gucci shit
She keep lying on my dick she on some hoochie shit
We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah
I will never say I’m sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah
Slide up on her drop her off on my goony hit, yeah
You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah
No I can’t be lacking got my face up, yeah
Drip more purple than a laker, yeah (esketit)
Eyes more red than a laser, yeah
Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah
Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah
You can get her back, I’m not a saviour, yeah
Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah
I ain’t got no service call me later, yeah
Ridin right past all me haters, yeah
I done spent rope on me laces, yeah
Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah
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Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1
Bitch you only you and yo friends can’t come
Motor make a hood hop, ayy J1
She know I got more sauce than A1
Supposed to be at the gathering at 1
Shawn Carter bag, I’m trynna catch one
She think I’m cute, top me quick, it was a fast one

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah
She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah
If I don’t pull up in no black, I’ll pull up in all red, yeah
30,000 on a rollie, my lil’ bitch a brat, yeah
I’m in my bag now I’m OD, yeah
I ain’t ever had no OG, yeah
I give money and they lowkey, yeah
Hit her once and then I proceed
And I can’t picture bein broke these days
She gave me head I told her don’t breath, ayy
If you love her nigga don’t tease, ayy
She was covered up in codeine, ayy
You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy
Don’t get too close if you don’t know me ayy
I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy
Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

[Verse 1]
When I was 16 I knew something
That’s when I knew I had to get it
Fuck that lyin’ no, ask you somethin’
Let my dogs out on ya, let ’em get it (bang)
Nigga do something, move something
I’m in a strip club, still stuntin’
Ten thousand on a futon
I’m Margiela walking, oh yeah
I’m in a strip club throwin benjis
They let us in this bitch with the semi
I fuck around and ice out the Fendi
I fuck around and pipe out a Bentley
I fuck around and platinum on my semis
I fuck around and platinum not an Emmy
And my chopper hit the folks I call ’em Jimmy
Make it sway through your block and let it empty

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

[Verse 2]
I done fell in love with foreign whips
I done got used to foreign trips
I done went to Paris for some coats (Louis)
Come and get it if you want some smoke
Baby call your friend tell her slide up
Me and this bitch throwing racks all night
We see the pressure from the engine of the pipe
I’m in this bitch lookin’ flyer than a kite
Hit a nigga bitch tell her come over
She see it’s me on every fuckin’ poster
And on my whip game proper
I don’t really let the bitch chauffeur
I’m pourin’ more pints than a doctor
Tell ’em hold the motherfuckin’ boxers
I be ganja smokin’ like a rasta
Get it at the same time with my partner

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it